„What a lovely colourful crowd. A party.
Arms, legs and hips working in perfect harmony!
The way movements speak…
glances that lift the dancer above his daily worries.
The young are so lovely!
Believe me, there is nothing like finding one another –
when there is music that warms the heart.
Two hands clasped together
one foot senses where the other will step.
And follows, no matter where the other leads.
Because one believes that every turn and swing
will be like flying from now on.
Who knows – perhaps it is flying.
Go on, young man…
before its too late.“
song by David Bowie
„Hey hey, we are not the monkees.“
soon we will all fly to universe